Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 395
It was an old Taoist priest. He was wearing a plain white Taoist robe, with gray hair and a long beard. He was lying quietly on his side on the wooden couch, with one hand supporting his head and the other resting on his shoulders. sideways.

Layers of mist lingered around the gazebo, making him look like he was in a fairyland, like a worldly expert.

It's just that under the circumstances, it's weird for this old man to appear here no matter how you look at it.

Is there anyone else in this place besides them?
Inadvertently, Feng Qingyan glanced around, they were standing in the middle of a street with closed dark shops on both sides, and in front of them was the gazebo that seemed to appear suddenly.

The gazebo was also built in the middle of the street, almost blocking the way. If they wanted to pass, they had to go around the edge of the gazebo, but they couldn't see through the mist, and they didn't know if there would be any danger.

That old man, the people behind him also saw it, they took a few steps forward and stood next to Feng Qingyan and the young man in black respectively.

Someone recognized him, pointed at him and asked doubtfully, "Isn't this the White Crane Immortal?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyan showed a puzzled expression.

Seeing this, the young man in black next to him turned his eyes on Immortal Baihe again, and explained to her: "There is a Taoist Temple of Qinghe in the south of Hezhou City, and there is a Immortal Baihe enshrined in it. It is said that it is very effective in eliminating disasters and difficulties. Few foreigners have come here admiringly.”

"Immortal Baihe?" Feng Qingyan squinted her eyes to look at the old Taoist lying on the couch.

"Could it be that the White Crane Immortal has manifested?" Someone speculated, and these words fell into the ears of everyone, with different expressions, all revealing a trace of weirdness.

Feng Qingyan, General Ghost and Young Master in Black are alright, after all they don't believe in the White Crane Immortal, but the others are all locals from Hezhou City, they know it, and they all went to the Taoist temple to offer incense.

Occasionally lowered their eyes, some people were thinking, but when they raised their eyes again, they found that the White Crane Immortal who was supposed to be lying on his side on the wooden couch had stood up.

A faint white mist lingers around, he is dressed in a white Taoist robe, looks quite fairy-like, he walks down the steps of the gazebo step by step, and comes towards them.

Except for Feng Qingyan and the others, all of them held their breath, not daring to vent their breath, and just stared at the Baihe Immortal without blinking.

"I'm here to save you, do you want to go out?" Immortal Baihe said slowly, with an indescribable charm in his voice: "I can help you, but you must obey me..."

The lingering sound was still echoing in everyone's minds, and they couldn't get rid of it. They watched Immortal Baihe approaching them, his figure flashed every second, and after a few seconds, he had already arrived in front of them.

Immortal Baihe stood in front of a certain person, leaned over to approach that person, and asked, "Are you willing?"

His face was constantly enlarged in front of his eyes. Although he had white hair, there were not many wrinkles on his face, and a long beard on his chin made him look a little old.

That person's mind was a little unclear, he forgot everything around him, trembling but with a hint of eagerness, he said: "I, I am willing..."

With the sudden sound, both Feng Qingyan and the young man in black couldn't help but be attracted, and then they saw that man's eyes were empty and his face was full of urgency.

"As long as I can go out, I am willing!" Another person beside him spoke up. When they looked over, they all found the weirdness of the people around them.

But she, Feng Qingyan, General Ghost, Mr. Black and his female subordinates all seem to be quite normal.

Sensing that there was a problem, Feng Qingyan looked towards the gazebo for a moment. After layers of lingering mist, the White Crane Immortal on the wooden couch was still lying on his side, without moving a bit.

General Ghost also looked over, but he seemed to see something different.

Someone said to him: "Don't you want to go back to Huangquan? Take the ghost people and go back to Huangquan?"

He frowned, but said nothing.

"As the great general of Jinyun City, he was oppressed by the human race once he came to this world. You must hate them for killing so many of your ghost people."

"Follow me, I have a way, let you go back to Huangquan, back to the world that belongs to you..."

The expression of General Ghost standing behind him was gradually changing, Feng Qingyan didn't notice his abnormality.

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Withdrawing her gaze from Immortal Baihe, Feng Qingyan glanced at the young man in black beside her, and found that he also cast a puzzled look.

They all sensed that something was wrong, and it was most likely related to this White Crane Immortal.

After the eyes of the two briefly met, Feng Qingyan looked at Immortal Baihe in the gazebo again.

"Are you very distressed?" A voice suddenly echoed in the ear, Feng Qingyan immediately looked around, but saw nothing.

"What's the matter?" The boy in black noticed her abnormality and asked with a little concern.

"It's okay." Feng Qingyan was a little uncertain, she felt that the voice was a bit strange, but she was afraid that she was hallucinating, so she didn't dare to jump to a conclusion for a while.

The longer the two of them have been in contact, the closer the relationship seems to be, and their attitude towards each other is much better than at the beginning. This scene fell into the eyes of the female subordinate, and the eyes darkened a little.

"These people are most likely under illusion."

Feng Qingyan looked at the few people beside her, except that they had a problem with their expressions, and they said some incoherent words indiscriminately, there was nothing wrong with them.

She raised her hand, and grabbed the arm of the person next to her lightly, shaking him while trying to wake him up, "Hey, wake up."

You can't wake up by calling like this, Feng Qingyan knows this very well, just when she was about to use her cultivation, the voice sounded again in her ear:

"You are the righteous daughter of the ghost emperor, the noble concubine, the city lord in charge of a ghost city, you can predict the life and death of many people, but you can't predict your own fate..."

Involuntarily, Feng Qingyan stopped her movements and looked in the direction of Immortal Baihe, but found that he was already sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch.

He put his hands on his knees naturally, without moving, but he kept looking at her with his eyes open.

He said: "You must be very unwilling in your heart. Why do you have such a high power, but you still have to endure other people's schemes? Who is that person?"

who is he?Feng Qingyan has asked this question too many times, but there is never an answer.

"From the beginning, you only have five years of life, and your life is in the hands of others." Immortal Baihe suddenly came in front of her, and everyone around disappeared, as if there were only the two of them here.

He also said: "Think about yourself, isn't it pathetic? You have spent hundreds of years of hard work, only to live for a mere five years. You want to be reborn to find the master, but you have come to this isolated world... "

Hearing this, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, so in this world without a master, is everything she has done in vain?

"But, have you forgotten? You have Yun Shen who loves you, your elder brother who dotes on you, and the very cute Huan Huan, and other people you care about."

She raised her eyes, feeling a little moved in her heart.

"But..." Immortal Baihe said, "Even if your body recovers, even if your body is no longer damaged with the improvement of your astral master, you still only have more than four years left." lifespan."

(End of this chapter)